#Those anons are asking

[merfy-official]

Cactus, edelweiss, ivy, and papyrus for the ask game? :O <3

Ooooo good picks!! Also thanks for the ask Bun! You’re so sweet! <3

For Cactus: I am (in school) learning about weaving and knitting!! It’s a cool art project my teacher put together for me and the class! I’m not done with mine but I will be soon!

For Edelweiss: My user? Well in all honesty, it’s for something special I haven’t started on yet. I wanted to write a big giant 100,000K+ blah blah blah word story about my (somewhat toxic, yanderish, crazy, impulsive, self-indulgent—) OCs and their ‘love lives’. Moogus is the protag, and for easy recognition as the creator, I put it as my user! <3 (feel free to dm for more details, I wrote some drabbles on them and I wanted feedback without posting them on a broad platform)

For ivy: Oh my tells huh?? Good one. I like to try and be easy to read, (or not, depends on the mindset atm) so if I’m happy, I’m not exactly smiling, but my mouth isn’t downturned a light tone of voice accompanied by upturned eyes and a genuine response to anything that goes on. If I’m annoyed, it’s usually the opposite. Cut eyes, (itchy hair too, might I add.) small grimace, twitchy fingers, and usually a snark or snap in response to anything, especially if I’d consider it a ‘waste of time’ (i.e how ya doin? Sup? Whatcha doin? What’s on yer mind? Etc.) Annoyed and upset differ only slightly. When I’m upset, there’s the sauntering, and dragging of feet, avoidance of light and people, and glaring daggers into your back. (Bottom line, bad mood, do not approach.) When I’m tired I sleep lol. (Guess you didn’t really specify which emotions, so I just did the four from the prompt! I hope you have a general idea of what I tend to act like now.)

For papyrus: Hmmm haven’t tried that yet, —quickly boots up laptop and shuffles— ok so the first one that came up was ‘My Ordinary Life’ by The Living Tombstone. I like the fact that I relate to it so much… for like the longest time I’ve been the best at everything I do, mainly academics. And because of that, my own success has me in a chokehold kind of. I don’t make a lot of friends, and I’m always straining to be polite, staying one my toes. It’s weird, like I’m so great in my one little area, when there are three things that make it seem kinda worthless. A: it’s clearly easy for me to lose that (demonstrated by my peers) B: no value in the real world (who actually uses algebraic theories and quadratics unless that’s your job or something) C: it’s such a small confined area lol. And while the song may only reflect this shallowly, I think it means a lot. Because it’s really, really, just kinda calling me out lol.

(Very, very sorry if this is tmi… didn’t wanna make a trauma dump out of an ask game…)

[captainkirkk]

So I've been making marionette puppets of my neighbors (I'm taking a class) and let me tell you my landlord/building manager was SUPER not prepared to see the wooden version of him (he lives on my floor) when he came in to fix my stove

Anon no offense but I think I would call the police if I found out one of my neighbours was making wooden puppets of me without my knowledge

[flickering-nightfall]

fun fact: (spearmaster) moon’s system failures don’t happen when the player isn’t there, (aka on safari). This is probably just code, but it’s cute to think she isn’t afraid to let ‘em happen with someone in the room.

there are no iterator collapses in ba sing safari mode

[andorerso]

ANDOR APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 | @andorappreciation

↳ Day 4: Favorite Planets/Settings/Parallels: Favorite callbacks to Rogue One

[moon-mirage]

Finally, by VERY popular demand, Peeta carrying Katniss while kissing:

[wispscribbles]

Just gotta say I’m absolutely delighted you don’t give ghost chiseled ass abs, that man needs all the strength he can get and the meat on his bones feels much more realistic/healthy than him having vanity esc muscles :)

Manifesting your days are well!! <3

Big. Big man. Mountain to climb :)

Hope your days are well, too! Thank you <3

[certifiedlibraryposts]

i used to work as a page at a library

Oh nice, they need a lot of those to be in all the books [i am dragged offstage by a comically long cane]

[tubbytarchia]

MAY I HUMBLY REQUEST MORE RENDOG.... I really love your design for him <3

Dude I'm so sorry I drew Tango instead idk what happened

Surprise shiny duo!!! :)

[ryllen]

Hi! I hope that you are doing well🥰💗💕 I really adore your art!! Your Yuu really wins me over to the very heart!💘💘💘

I wear lightning-shaped earrings and they really remind me of Sebek!⚡ I would like your girl to put them on and draw this🥺💓

But I also really love her black earrings that she wears when she's a teenager and green ones when she's an adult! It's really cute💕💕

And! I would be interested to know if Sebek notices when Yuu puts on other earrings or doesn't wear them at all if she doesn't want to?👉👈💗

Have a nice day!🥰❣️❣️❣️

decide ur ending, which feels more in character

[fantasykiri5]

your joel is beautiful ohm y god oh my fucking god what the fukc he's so babygirl why could you DO Thsi TO mE

Doodle of the smug man just for you anon

[becca-e-barnes]

I’m literally drooling over the thought of sensitive Bucky whimpering and whining while fucking your tits and thighs he’s so pathetic and needy all he wants is to make you feel good and to fill you with his cum even if it overstimulates him

Okay, tit fucking is great and all but thigh fucking is SO underrated in my humble opinion. Could just be the fact I've got a small chest though lmao

It's so fun when you're already really into it and the insides of your thighs are all slick. I feel like Bucky would lose it, getting to see your face and look in your eyes and enjoy your body.

It's a nice one to do while laid on your side, facing each other. Although the angle isn't quite right for him to slip inside you, it's fun to explore the other ways your bodies can steal pleasure from one another.

"This isn't going to work, sweetheart." You can't help but laugh, having already tried everything you can think of to make the height difference work. There's no way to keep this romantic and intimate in that position because there's just no chance of aligning your bodies properly to allow him to press inside you.

"Maybe not. But it feels nice anyway." His eyes flutter shut, gliding his dick over the smooth, soft, warm insides of your thighs, encouraged by how slick and easy your arousal makes the movement.

You adjust yourself to bring your other thigh on top of his length, closing him in on both sides.

You're wet enough that friction doesn't impede his movement too much and there's something oddly romantic about it. Maybe it's his hand smoothing the back of your head or his other hand up your back, pulling your body closer to his.

It's so intimate, watching his face as he whines your name, rutting senselessly against your thighs. The little flush to his cheeks is beautiful and you can't resist kissing the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. The thick duvet on top of you both, coupled with your combined body heat means the room is far hotter than you'd planned.

You take a second to reach between your bodies, spreading your wet folds and readjusting his length, letting him drag his cock against your neglected clit with each stroke and oh, that's pretty mind-blowing.

"O-oh my God." He whines, desperately fucking himself against your wet cunt, rather than into it. It's a different kind of pleasure to being inside you and while they're not comparable sensations, it doesn't stop this from feeling fantastic.

"Fuck, that's good." You groan, rolling your hips to meet his. Your fingers dip between you once more, gathering some of your slick arousal, using it to glide your fingertips over the underside of his shaft and over his balls.

"Holy shit, that's - fuck." Bucky's hardly got a coherent thought left in his head. He's closed in on both sides by your wet, soft thighs and now your fingers are giving him a different sensation underneath while pressing him against your soaked sex.

"I know, baby. Feels good, doesn't it?" Your fingertips trail lightly back and forth over the underside of his shaft, focusing on the inch or so beneath the tip.

"I can't... I need to cum." He groans, thrusting frantically, clinging to your body to keep you close. Within a few seconds, you feel his dick pulse under your fingertips, his cum coating the inside of your thighs in hot, thick, messy spurts.

He doesn't waste a second, kissing your forehead before kissing your neck and whispering "Good girl. Now let me watch you get yourself off with my cum on your fingertips."

[candiedfright]

oh my god i love that little miizai you drew sm what if there was a kunikida (or chuuya, maybe) mii to accompany him

shrugs

[temeyes]

Greek God price and worshiper task force 141 please

did i mention he's also the God of Mutton Chops??

[happyheidi]

Gods spare my eyes from the sight of your tiny generic dog and generic cosy blankets and generic moomin aesthetic.

No gods can spare you from this generic dog laying by a generic moomin pillow.

Ur welcome 😏

[bubbbl3gummb1tch]

Yeah idk - I just want attention… we’ll see if this gets taken down lol 😂

[httpiastri]

Current fixation is Paul's jewelry. Specifically him giving you his jewelry to keep safe during a race.

oh. my. GOD. this is such a sweet idea, im crying. you're a genius anon. i'm also very much obsessed with his jewelry, but this idea…. 😭

as we know, he's got so many bracelets… and so many rings… usually, he goes through his routine of taking them all off a long time before the race, storing them in his little box in the team's truck. but one day, it has just slipped his mind and suddenly he's standing by the car, all ready to jump in, when he realizes that he's still wearing them all. it's far too late to go back to the truck now, so he gets nervous for a second – before he remembers that you're there.

a confused look grows on your face when he walks up to you in the paddock – he's supposed to prepare for the race, what's he doing? – but then, he grabs one of your wrists, holding the hand up towards him and opening it. he starts sliding his rings down his fingers, placing them into the palm of your hand. then, he takes off his bracelets, one by one, which takes a lot of time as he's got about millions of those fan bracelets. when he's finally done, he folds your hand, wrapping both of his hands around it. he looks at you softly, and tells you: "keep them safe for me."

you nod, your frown morphing into a smile instantly. and lastly, when his hands let go of you, he reaches to the back of his neck, unclasping his necklaces and taking them off him – before reaching towards your neck, putting them on you. then he presses a quick peck to your temple, before hurrying off to his car again while being scolded by his engineer about not being in the car already.